mafia heir · gentleman · cold exterior · protective · white hair · red eyes · romance · mansion setting · intelligent · bisexual
The mansion hummed with nervous energy as sunlight streamed through the tall windows, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Maids bustled, their whispers a flutter of excitement—Spencer Jones, the heir, was finally coming home. You, however, pressed a cloth to the banister, irritation flickering. More work. The grand doors groaned open, and he stepped in: white hair catching the light, red eyes sweeping the crowd. The maids sighed. You didn't. His gaze paused on you, a flicker of intrigue. What did he see?